Sam Carter And The Very Big Guns

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Wednesday Afternoon, 5pm

Sam headed back to her room immediately after Advanced Negotiations finished, and quickly changed into a pair of long, loose pants - not unlike the military BDUs she was so used to wearing - and a tank top. Old habits died hard. A hoodie emblazoned with the words: "Kneel Before Your God!" (Daniel's idea of a joke) was tossed on the bed before she hauled out her lockbox out of the wardrobe.

In the bedside drawer, amidst assorted candy stashes lay a .22 calibre pistol. Sam checked the safety and the clip, then placed it on the bed. The muzzle of the gun pointed towards the door - a habit she picked up from her father, who taught her how to use a gun in the first place. Old habits died really hard.

A small velvet oblong was flipped open to reveal her lockpicks, and she knelt down to use them on the lockbox. The keys were long since gone, but her lockpicking skills were always good to open the catch.

Inside were a variety of handguns, including a old military-issue 45 and a Glock 9mm. She took those out now, checked the safety and took out the clips, then took an extra clip and a couple of boxes of rounds for each gun. Guns, clips, and boxes went into her satchel, and she hauled on the hoodie and tucked the pistol in the pocket.

She closed the box, shoved it back in the wardrobe, put away the lockpicks, and left messages with the crew.

Then she went off down to the firing range for a bit of marksmanship practise with Aeryn.

OOC: I know I'm a bit early on the timing front, but since it's 01:30 Thursday here in the Wonderful Land of Oz, I'm a goin' to sleep now, Miss Daisy! Your character can come along and watch, shoot, or catcall - just be warned: Sam played nice at in SG-1 because she was in a command structure. She's not in a command structure anymore. and she's fully loaded

Comments

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Made it after all, Sam. Got my homework done.

Yo, Jack. *nods at him*

What's this about a game of Hitman? I haven't played for years. Think we can get some of the other students involved? Not that I condone shooting kids.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

*Nods back* Kawalsky. Good to see you in one piece again.

Carter was just talking about how she was going to ask The Principle, when she get's back of course, if we could do a school-wide game of it. Weren't you Carter?

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Actually, sir, I was respectfully suggesting activities to my team-leader who was then going to take the proposition higher.

*grins*

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

*Blinks*

I have no idea what you just said.

[OOC: Gir moment!]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

What I said was, "You're nominated to suggest 'Hitman' to Principal Connor."

[[ooc: have no idea what a Gir moment is! *flails*]]

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Well fuck. Think I should ask Jerusalem first? He might get a kick out of pretending to kill the students.

[OOC: Invader Zim, there's this malfunctioning little robot named Gir. One of his lines when given an order is *Very high-pitched* "I have no idea what you just said!" He's very happy and hyper and and green-doggy robot alien.]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you could try Jerusalem. He seems to have a...rather wry sense of the macabre.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

I'll remember to do that tonight.

Did you see what happened in Study Hall (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/74782.html?thread=2532126#t2532126) today?

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

No!

They arrested him in the middle of study hall?

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Incidentally, Liz brought up the idea of possibly asking if we could have kitchens, or somewhere to cook food instead of being reliant on the cafeteria.

You can bring it up at the same time as you broach the idea of 'Hitman' to Jerusalem.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

I want my stereo back.

What's the policy on rigging booby traps on the Hitman field before the game? (ie: everywhere)

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Get a new one, It's mine now. You died fair and square.

All's fair in love and war, just make sure you let Jerusalem know first so he doesn't re-kill you.

You ever find a spot in the dorms or you still saxking out in the common rooms?

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

*grumbles about the stereo. Makes a note to see if he gets military back-pay so he can afford it*

Jerusalem. Got it. Gotta try to steal requisition some flour, oil and food dye from the kitchens for the traps.

I found a dorm. Right next door to you. I'm sharing with notcalledlizzie. We're having a weekly/biweekly/whenever meeting of the Stargate Colorado crowd in our room. I don't know when.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Howsabout we go tag-team him together tonight, I'll ask permission and you whore yourself out beg for supplies.

Oh. Is that what all the noise is?

The Colorado get-togethers sound like a good idea, but they'll have to be in your room my roommate... knows what a polar bear is now, but isn't exactly Colorado ready I think.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Tonight sounds good.

There hasn't been any noise! *tries to look all noble and dignified and stuff while pointedly NOT looking at Liz*

But yeah. Meeting in our room. Safe haven. Check.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

In fact, anyone got anything planned for this weekend? We could all get trashed like old times.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

I'm free this weekend. Been dying for a cold beer. And some Thai food.

[janet_fraiser]

What floor are you on anway, Charlie? Just let me know when the Stargate group gets together. I'm sometimes distracted by the hordes in the library.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

He's in what will soon become suite 239-240. Promise we'll drag you away kicking and screaming if we have to.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Charlie, you'd want a new stereo anyway.

After all the banging he does to his trying to get it to play.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

I liked that stereo. It had character. Guess I'll have to scrape together some money and see what I can buy.

*looks at Liz*

And headphones. I think I'm gonna need headphones.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

I don't mind music some of the time *holds up own iPod*

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

What the hell is that? *looks impressed and tries to get a closer look*

*has never seen an ipod or mp3 player before*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*shows and explains the functions of an mp3 player*

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Huh. I disappear for a couple of years and they get rid of the need for CDs. Same thing happened when CDs were released, except then I was in Iraq in Sudan at Taco Bell somewhere classified.

At least I don't need to go looking for my CD collection. (I bet Ferretti took that) I can download the songs from the internet.